Date: Mon, 18 Jun 2018 14:30:26 -0400
From: 301437@verizon.net
Subject: How it all started (TG young friends)

Very early on in life I was a horny child. I did not realize this at the
time, but knew rubbing on most anything gave me pleasure. The earliest I
remember was climbing on top of the back yard gate and rubbing away, I had
to be like 4 or 5 years old. I continued on doing this for years, in fact it
wasn't until I was 12 that I figured out how to use my hand to accomplish
this. Also during these years I developed a passion for my mother's panties.
She had a rag bin for old clothing and I would sneak out here old panties. I
thought I had them hidden pretty well, but you know mothers, can't get much
over on them. One day I went to get them and they were gone, and found them
later washed and folded in my dresser drawer, nothing was ever said. Later
on after her monthly trip to K Mart I found six new pairs of white nylon
panties in my size, once again nothing was ever said.

Growing up in the sixties, kids could roam without much fear unlike now a
days. I had several favorite places outside that I could masturbate in
relative privacy, always wearing my nylon panties. This wasn't much of a
problem until I started ejaculating in my panties, just had to add a rag to
the process. One of my favorite spots was a line of out of service railroad
boxcars on a siding outside of town, nice and private place for a young boy
to play with his dick. Evidently I was using this spot to often when I day
after I got started and was in a pure frenzy with myself, I had company. Two
fifteen year olds caught me, and me being twelve thought my life has come to
an end. Realizing they could easily overpower me, and I was caught wearing
only white nylon panties and socks, I became victim to their desires. I
learned a couple of new things that day, they made me suck their dicks, and
the one fucked me in the ass while the other one kept my mouth busy. In the
end I got my first taste of cum and headed home with cum dripping out of my
ass. I was terrified that they would tell someone about what happened, but
that never happened. About two weeks later I ran into the one that cum in my
mouth and he apologized for what happened. I think he was afraid I would say
something to someone about it. We talked for about an hour and it was all
said and done I got my first blowjob and returned the favor to him. We would
occasionally run into each other the rest of that summer and suck each other
off. Fifty years later, I still wear nylon panties, give occasional head and
am happily married to a wonderful tomboy, the woman of my dreams. But those
are stories for other times.